Total Humping of the Cow

(Chanter sur l'air de Total Eclipse of the Heart, par Bonnie Tyler)

Hump around
Every now and then I see something so much bubbly and tonight's a night in town
Hump around
Every now and then I feel like a flattened tire and listen to bananas in my ears
Hump around
Every now and then I move on to something sweeter and stronger and more acid and more brown
Hump around
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified and then I see a tap of James Squire
Hump around, bovine
Every now and then I quaff some malt
Hump around, bovine
Every now and then I bathe in salt

And I'll screw it all tonight
And I'll screw it in the keister
And in the mouth to violent blight
Then move on to something tighter
And I'll only be making it once
'Cause I will never pause...

Together we can assemble a gangbang of three
Or even four or six, I'm not that hard to please (hard to please)
I don't know what to choose, the behind or forepart
I'll just have both, and so will you, if you bend forward

And it's already midnight
I booty-call my whore tonight
I booty-call my whore tonight

Once upon a time, she used to pick up calls
But looks like there's nobody home now
Nothing I can do, total humping of the cow
Once upon a time, she would long for my taste
But now there's someone else, I feel daw
Nothing I can say, total humping of the cow

Hump around, bovine
Hump around, bovine

Hump around
Every now and then I drown my sorrow... no really ! I'm wet with martini...
Hump around
Every now and then I know I shouldn't kill myself, but then I find that I've lost some limbs
Hump around
Every now and then I see I'm in five pieces, roll over to my hands and screw them
Hump around
Every now and then I masturbate 'til dawn and wake up with my head in lethal pain
Hump around, bovine
Every now and then I'm tore apart
Hump around, bovine
Every now and then I pall and fart

And suddenly it comes to mind
And I realize my error
Understand the fate of my kind
As I see cups of cream and butter
And no one shall see me again
I fade out in the rain

Together my beloved gather to mourn my fall
All dressed in black with spots of white they cry and crawl (cry and crawl)
Don't do that, instead run like the end of the world
You'll end up in smoked meat or as someone's call girl !

I run like hell tonight !
And hump everything on my path
And hump everything on my path

No one ever saw me again alive and sound
Except the butcher in that old town
Nothing I can do, total humping of the cow
A burger bread the sole witness of my whereabouts
Not so bad, I'll end up in a mouth
Nothing I can say, total humping of the cow